Harry squinted his eyes slightly, gazing deeply at Katrina, "So, baby, you're sure you want to go against me."
"It's not going against you," Katrina shook her head, "It's just a warning that this isn't our turf. We can't bear the responsibility if something happens."
"No, it's you who can't bear the responsibility," Harry licked his lips, wickedly, "And me, no one dares to touch me."
Thinking of Harry's identity, Katrina paused, finally lowering her head, "Even so, you can't touch him."
Harry looked at Katrina for a moment, then sneered, "Hey, baby, do you like this kid? Just because of one morning?"
Katrina's body stiffened, just listening to Harry continue, "Wow~ how wanton are you? Haven't we satisfied you enough? You actually developed feelings for such a skinny guy? Or an East Asian Sick Man? You're really interesting!"
